Mother Earth's Humming
Now, She still ripples. She still hums, pulses, quivers. She still sighs, murmurs under the Skies.
We pay attention, and all we hear is urgency. Waters whirl, winds rise, fires rage, irate. The challenges are innumerable, but also infinite are the opportunities. Our grief is daunting, but also heartening is our compassion. We course a cosmic webbing holding awe and horror, wonder and doubt, creation and transition . . . us and all others.
This abysmal relentless weaving is love in all its myriad forms.
We listen whole our Mother Earth’s humming, Her calling, Her heartbeat throbbing, and Her ails. We, as made of soil ourselves, are porous. Enacting love flows—throughout— quenching the cracked soils of hopelessness, helplessness, and isolation.
Breathing in, we return, expanding full gratitude.
Breathing out, we connect, unfolding kindness and care.
It is love who guides grief to meaning, anger to action, despair to transformation, fear to safety. Thus, from love, all injuries heal; they repair, restore . . . and bridges open.
Because our beings—whole—open.
Trust becomes.
Relatives, recall those early steps of unknowing and discovering!
Yes.
Those first steps we walk again right here, right now.
Today, we walk our steps attentive and intentional. Our past brings forth sensible alertness now. Tomorrow is right here— made of us—right now.
Yes.
Bring to heart the time we walked barefoot. When our feet caressed the skin of our Lands, concerned little of thorns and pebbles, seeking first to play and connect.
Relatives, evoke the gentle holding of our Mother Earth, Her caring gaze, and Her smiling.
We smile back because we are indeed listening.
Now, we ripple. We hum, pulse, quiver. We sigh, murmur under the Skies.
Excerpted the preface of A Future We Can Love.
SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: How do you relate to the notion that love, in its many forms, weaves through both awe and horror, guiding us to find meaning and transformation in our lives? Can you share a personal story that captures a moment when you felt deeply connected to nature, perhaps when walking barefoot, and how it affected your perspective or emotions? What helps you stay attentive and intentional in your daily actions to foster a habit of gratitude and connection, as the passage suggests, bringing the essence of tomorrow into the now?
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16 Past Reflections
On Oct 14, 2025 David Doane wrote :
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On Oct 14, 2025 Alan wrote :
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On Oct 14, 2025 stream wrote :
I bathed in waterfall, spring, mud, salts, tears, greening, sensuality , frustrating relationships, and joyful healing this morning- Grateful for being alive and waking up- E Ala E
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On Oct 14, 2025 Susan Clark wrote :
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On Oct 11, 2025 Brittany wrote :
Being in surrounded by nature (especially trees, mountains, and water) helps me reconnect and reminds me that the Earth is always holding us, no matter how far we drift. I’m both humbled and comforted being part of something vast yet intimate.
What helps me stay attentive and intentional now is pausing to breathe and to notice. When I do this, gratitude unfolds naturally. I remember that tomorrow isn’t somewhere ahead; it’s quietly forming within every mindful breath, every small act of care, every time I choose to listen—to myself, to others, to the hum of the world.
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On Oct 11, 2025 Brittany Shah wrote :
In its weaving of grief and gratitude, we’re reminded that love is the great transformer—guiding sorrow into meaning, anger into action, fear into safety. By listening deeply to Earth’s heartbeat, we return to our own, realizing that her pain and our pain are one, as are her healing and ours.
When we breathe with her( hum, ripple, and pulse with her) we remember that we are not separate. We are the Earth listening to herself, awakening again to love.
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On Oct 9, 2025 Jagdish P Dave wrote :
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